As a kid, photos of places always made me wonder after the people who might live or work in that space. What were their interests? What choices brought them to where they were? In some cases, I wondered if the people were appreciative of just how nice some of the places were that they occupied, or were they too wrapped up in other things to even notice?
The desire to make everything perfect gets in the way.
This is where The Wednesday Dossier comes in.
It featured 26 photographic works printed on Metal, glass, wood along with three photos traditionally matted and framed.
The exhibit also included two framed illustrations and Story related to the art.
It ran until November 2, 2013.
The car had driven by my friend John (not his real name), and I once already, but I hadn’t paid it or its driver any more than cursory attention then. I only noticed it when it abruptly accelerated away from us a few minutes earlier in the same lane it was in now.
I waited, wondering if it was one of our 12th grade classmates showing off his new car, but what I saw through the passenger window once the car pulled alongside us, was a guy suffering from male pattern baldness with a tidy leer blossoming on his 40-something year old face while assessing my friend and I.
This story has a happy ending, of sorts. I needed to say that up front because if the woman who inspired this post was still alive, it wouldn’t be on your screen right now, and death tends to be depressing. I’m not going to lie either and pretend this is about her life. It’s not.